There were few extra rooms for the out of town guests. They slept on couches and lots of screened in porches. A number of guests had been assigned to ...se camper trailers that had been set up in the yards.After the wedding, the bride, groom, attendants, flower girls and ring bearers were taken aside to be photographed in a wagon pulled by several mules. Whoever wanted was given a ride around the city block.After the dinner, the lights were dimmed. As is the community tradition, the first dance. It didn’t exist, though they tried to get me to come. School was unreal. It was crowded and I didn’t care about what happened in 1812 or want to read the lame books like, “Silas Marner” and… well, I forgot what other books they assigned that didn’t have anything to do with my life. I had no friends. The girls cared too much about clothes, boys and getting into a good college. The guys were jerks and just wanted to get laid or shoot hoops. The music they listened to was dumb. I didn’t fit in,. ‘Yes! Oh, yes, Tommy! Take me! Take me!’ Karen cried, pulling at him, her body trembling once more with ecstasy. ‘Eeyahh! More! More! Oh, God! Oh, God!’ Her body arched against his while her tight sleeve milked every bit of pleasure possible out of his plunging cock. ‘Wow!’ Tommy said breathlessly after their passion had finally ebbed. They were lying wrapped in each other’s arms on the sofa. ‘That was really intense!’ Karen kissed him. ‘It certainly was! You are fantastic, young man!’ she. .. the bluesman seemed to potray his emotions freely from his songs, Jennifer couldn't help but go a bit near to his house and stare at the man, his eyes closed... an old brown hat on his coal black head, a warm smile lay between his rough moostache and whiskers, the rough pair of big hands never stopped beating on the drums. Thick beads of sweat dripped from his forehead to his broad black nose and to his thick lips, his coal black skin glistened with sweat, Jennifer was forced to lock her.